The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

her for as long as her guardian was Holger Palmgren; if the need arose, she could wrap him around her little finger. With the ap ...

“Thank you. Do you drink?” “Sometimes.” “I’ve got a craving for something fruity with gin in it. Want some?” “Sure.” She wrapped ...

“I haven’t the least idea what was going on inside Harriet’s head. You’re thinking of her last year, of course. One day she was ...

“I didn’t know that.” “It’s funny. Martin has turned out to be a really fine person. If you had asked me thirty-five years ago, ...

“That’s not really true. I’m very fond of Martin and Henrik. And I always got on well with my sister, for all that we seldom see ...

She no longer felt the need to please anyone who bought her three beers in a pub, and she did not experience the slightest degre ...

“Evil Fingers” would listen. They would also stand up for her. But they had no clue that Salander had a district court order dec ...

hands on. She investigated his circle of relatives and friends. She looked at his finances and mapped out every detail of his up ...

their views on how well the trusteeship had functioned—if they had any opinions about their own trustee, Advokat Bjurman wasn’t ...

“Tell me about her background.” “She moved back here after graduating and started working as a teacher. She met a man by the nam ...

If her name came up, she would be a helpless, incompetent girl with documents showing her to be mentally deficient. So it would ...

Prussic acid was used as a component in certain chemical industries, including the manufacture of dyes. A few milligrams were en ...

By the end of February Blomkvist fell into a daily routine that transformed his stay in Hedeby. He got up at 9:00 every morning, ...

“Keep at it,” Vanger said. “Finish the job.” “It’s pointless.” “Maybe so. But don’t give up.” Blomkvist sighed. “The telephone n ...

bound to come and see him. He could not help but be concerned that she might have discussed what had happened with some outsider ...

“Haven’t you even learned to tell the time?” Bjurman said. Salander did not reply. She looked around. The apartment looked much ...

“Lisbeth, don’t be foolish.” “I need money to buy food.” “But that’s what we talked about last time. If you’re nice to me, I’ll ...

“You have to learn to trust me, Lisbeth,” he said. “I’m going to teach you how this grown-up game is played. If you don’t treat ...

She crossed the threshold, out of the apartment, and turned to face him. Her body looked fragile and her face was swollen from c ...

difficulty she climbed the stairs to her own apartment. She showered and wiped the blood from her genitals. Then she drank a pin ...